NovelEnglishThe mood visibly darkened as he made a phone call.
After hanging up, Nolan, sitting across from him, asked, "How's mommy?" "She's had her dinner; let's eat ours." "She's mad, daddy, that's not good." Fitch felt a lump in his throat, thinking if it hadn't been for Nolan interrupting last night, his wife would have probably been calling him endearing names by now. He playfully ruffled Nolan's hair.
"She's not mad, just a little misunderstanding last night. Nolan, promise daddy if you hear anything again, you stay in your room, okay? Don'te out, got it?" "Why?" "Because if you don'te out, mommy will only get closer to us faster." A spark of understanding lit up Nolan's eyes, and he nodded slowly. "Okay, daddy." Fitch was pleased.
Ever since the incident at Mr. Jones' daycare, he hadn't let Nolan go back, and Zoey had quit her job there, now unemployed. She slept until noon and was woken by the doorbell.
Rushing downstairs, she opened the door to find Fitch standing outside.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe wanted to slam the door shut, but Fitch stopped it with his hand.
"Zoey, can we talk, please?" Feeling uneasy, Zoey still let him in.
Sitting on the couch, she avoided looking at him. "What about?" Fitch held a small gift in his hand, homemade snacks he made for Nolan and one for Zoey.
"I made these. Try some." Zoey felt even more ufortable, sensing Fitch's unusual tenderness, noticing the imprint of fingers on his cheek.
Last night was a mishap with blon both sides.
He hadn't forced her; she simply got carried away.
Opening the box, she was surprised by the delicately made snacks.
Initially, she thought Fitch was arrogant but spending tv him revealed his kindness his kindness towards Suithoet Nolan. Everything about the child, he did himself.
Even as a CEO, he made snacks by hand.
Her prejudices against him were slowly fading.
The snacks tasted surprisingly good.
"Zoey, now that you've left the daycare, could you be Nolan's private tutor? He really likes you. With you by his side, he might speak more, Bringing him to Zion City was meant to encourage him to socialize mare, but I never expected the daycare incident." His voice cooled when mentioning the incident.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmZoey knew the details well. Nolan had actually saved her that day.
She'd let her guard down around Gemma. Without Nolan's call, who knows what might have happened.
Morally and emotionally, she felt obliged to agree, owing it to the boy.
"Okay." et Fitch's eyelashes fluttered. "Nolan was crying this morning, missing home. I'm beading to Greenfield tomorrow. I hope you'lle with us. Consider it a vacation. If you want to return, I'll buy your ticket anytime." With things laid out like this, and having already agreed, Zoey felt trapped but couldn't back out now.
She was slightly annoyed, sensing Fitch's strategy.
But when Fitch mentioned Nolan wanting her to join for a month's vacation, she caved.
"Fine, but I have to return to Zion City when my parentse back from their trip." "Deal." By then, you'll already be my wife.
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